Treasure Island

MOHAMMAD SKATI


ALL RIGHTS RESERVED (جميع الحقوق محفوظة)


Everyone has his own rights in life Because this is our sweet and pretty life, The pretty poet has his publishing rights reserved, The pretty scientist has his scientific rights reserved, The pretty scholar has his researching rights reserved, The pretty leader has his ruling rights reserved, The pretty mother has her raising rights of her kids reserved, The pretty dad has his working rights reserved, The pretty teacher has his teaching rights reserved, and Everyone has his or her rights fully reserved in our life. All rights reserved means that one should do all his or her Obligations or pretty duties in his or her life completely.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 02, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 24, 2013

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